Lyrics Meanwhile In Irene - TruckBoyFancy

I do not need no more stress
Swear that I signed me a deal with Nike the way I be signing these checks
Smoking the weed, gas in the polo whenever I'm riding with X
All my intentions be set, look at the clique that I rep

Swear that I'm repping these boys, till my last breath
You playing checkers while I'm on the board and I'm playing chess
If I'm in the wrong, then I confess, my depositions I do not detest
Learn from my actions, I pass from my test

Lost some of my homies, I followed this quest
Bought me some Louis yeah, just for the flex
Got me a new key just for the ex
This how I respond when she send me a text

Like I, I don't need you
I won't keep you Lies
They're so see through
I don't need you

Truckboy be popping he coming up next
They ain't even heard me but I swear I'm the best
I'm just preparing and anticipating what's the end of my quest
Will you guys call me to G.O.A.T

Hoping the music gon' keep me afloat
Just being grateful that I got me a home
Got me a phone that my lyrics be on
You in my mind as I'm making this song

Thinking I, I don't need you
I won't keep you
Lies They're so see through
I don't need you

Know that I'm blessed to be on the road
Drinking and partying and tearing up shows
All these people from around the world
Tapping to hear that Truckboy flow

Yeah I'm used to this shit, yeah I've been here before
Now I'm evolving, know I'm ready for more
The money, the diamonds, the lights on the tour
Set me a stage and I'm taking the floor

Ready for action, I'm always on go
Everything I'm touching is turning to gold
Man I can't wait till I'm 30 years old
Sitting on top sold a million songs

My nigga I'm hungry and no one ain't funny
I'm killing your favorites, they're artists like honey
Filling the gaps left by those here before me
Meanwhile on missions to finish my story

Thinking what will I do when I get to the top
Fly me to Paris and buy me a yacht?
Open a club in the city, the spot
Steady my wealth so I forever stay hot

If you know the story better stick to the plot
Life isn't fair some grow and some rot
And others fall under more of then not
I just thank God for the flows and the rhymes

I'm not in my prime but y'all straight on my shit like a coke line
All teed up so I golfer for mines
Tell you all the stories like I'm Sunday Times
No seatbelt, I was born to ride

Don't got a car but I got the drive
They gon' call it homicide
When all your favorite careers die

I, I don't need you
And I won't keep you
Lies, they're so see-through
No I don't need you

I do not need no more stress
Swear that I signed me a deal with Nike the way I be signing these checks
Smoking the weed, gas in the polo whenever I'm riding with X
All my intentions be set, look at the clique that I rep

Swear that I'm repping these boys, till my last breath
You paying checkers while I'm on the board and I'm playing chess
If I'm in the wrong, then I confess, my depositions I do not detest
Learn from my actions, I pass from my test

Lost some of my homies, I followed this quest
Bought me some Louis yeah, just for the flex
Got me a new key just for the ex
This how I respond when she send me a text

Like I, I don't need you
I won't keep you Lies
They're so see through
I don't need you